What's wrong with that?

"Just to be sure," Nadia raised her eyes to the office's ceiling before biting down on her lips. "Does that mean we need to kill that guy?"

Nadia's question was as simple as it was valid. She already admitted to seeing through the hints Mathew dropped before. And right now, what she looked out for wasn't an explanation but confirmation of her assumptions.

"That might be the case," Mathew replied, only to then twist his lips in an ugly grimace. "What worries me, though, is how complicated this situation is likely to become," he said before shaking his head and then hanging it low on his chest.

"What do you mean by that?" Nadia asked as her back slid against the wall when she plummeted down to the ground.

Now that the two of them knew what situation they were in, taking a rest whenever possible was of utmost importance.

Even if it was something as simple as sitting down instead of standing up for no reason whatsoever.